the right direction. When you’re in the middle of a bad day—or worse, when you feel sure you’ve lost touch with heaven and are mystified in your loneliness—aim your hard questions at God, not man. Why? Because in life’s darkest hours, there are usually no human beings with adequate answers. Counselors may analyze; associates may sympathize; experienced friends may empathize. But finite minds and feeble flesh can never satisfy us with the Presence we seek, for we truly cry for God Himself, not answers.